All Chapters of Torn Between Three: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

Liam's POV I dragged my tired body to the nearest table to clear it. My limbs ached, my head pounded from exhaustion and my stomach growled from hunger. The only thought that kept me going was the fact that my shift was almost over. “Table six is asking for their bill," my manager snapped at me. I swallowed back my sigh. Didn't he see I was clearing the table? Couldn't he have sent someone else? I smiled and nodded at him. I couldn't afford to lose this job. I balanced the tray in one hand and went to table six. By the time I stepped out of the restaurant, I was too exhausted to walk back home, yet too broke to call a cab. I laughed at how pitiful my life was. A message lit up my cracked screen. It was a text from my younger sister.[Mia]: Don't forget to eat, okay? Love you big bro. A smile tugged at my lips. My little sister, Mia, was the only reason I kept going, I would do anything to make her happy.I texted back.[Me]: already did. I should be telling

I flinched when his hands touched me and quickly slapped it away. “I'm fine” my voice came out harsher than I intended. Surprisingly, he didn't deal with me for slapping his hand away, he just scoffed “You look like you're about to drop dead” I blinked my eyes repeatedly “Just drop off today's assignment and go. I'll make sure to write it for you” To my surprise, he left without dropping the assignment. Well, isn't today just full of surprises? I laid down for the rest of the classes. I couldn't jot down anything anyway, my hands were useless, the wounds sting whenever I moved them. After school, I moved out sluggishly, my steps were getting heavier. Everything in front of me began spinning.I felt myself falling and braced for the impact. But I didn't hit the ground. I felt strong arms around me breaking my fall. “Liam, hey are you okay?”Damien's voice was the last thing I heard before everything went dark. White ceiling was the first thing I saw wh

I accompanied Mia the whole day, then walked her home when we were done. “You're not going to come in?” She said when we reached the streets to the house.She always asks this question whenever I accompany her home, though she knows the answer but she still hopes I would go in. I shook my head “Not today”She sighed, expecting that as my answer.I smiled “Go inside” “See you later Lee” she said softly. I watched her enter the house before turning away. Eclipse Lounge was louder than expected. I weaved my way through the crowd and went to the counter. I felt someone tap me “ You're the new kid” I nodded, not comfortable with the word kid. “I'm Gregg, the owner of the place” he handed me a black button-up shirt.”Wear this”“Where do I change?”“The locker room”I blinked at him“Oh, you're new here.” He pointed towards the back. “Once you reach the back, keep moving forward. You'll see a locker room sign.”I nodded and went in the direction he pointed at and quickly

The next day, I dragged myself out of bed for school. I barely slept — again. The club closed around 1 a.m., and by the time I got home, showered, and tried to calm my racing heart, it was already close to 3 a.m. The constant late nights were wearing me down. I glanced at the mirror, and as expected, I saw the exhaustion in my eyes. My skin was pale and I looked like a ghost. I sighed and splashed cold water on my face, hoping it would wake me up. It didn’t help much.School was a blur. I sat through class after class, barely listening. My mind kept wandering back to Fabian — to that night when he whispered in my ear. I still hadn’t seen him since then, but that didn’t make me feel safe. In fact, not seeing him scared me more. It made it feel like he was just waiting for the right moment. Watching. Waiting.Every small sound made me flinch. A chair scraping the floor. A book falling off a desk. Someone slamming their locker shut. Even laughter felt too loud. I hated how paranoid I’d